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April 28, 2014

Live Below The Line Day 1

Okay, it's day 1 of the Live Below The Line Challenge.

Got up this morning with a headache due to awkwardly sleeping and cricking my neck. I immediately missed my morning cuppa. I felt like a massive part of my routine had been yanked away. My first cuppa is the best one of the day, when I spend time thinking about what I'm going to do, writing my lists, thinking about things in general, turning stuff over in my mind. Not sure just hot water cuts it for this kind of intellectual athletics but it is warm, wet and will apparently do good things for my digestion despite tasting strongly of limescale. In the end I didn't want to rush out into the garden in my nightclothes for mint, so opened my tin of pineapple and added some of its juice to the water to make it more palatable. Watching my husband make yummy noises over his tea annoyed me though. What annoyed me even more later on was this:

His breakfast next to mine.

I had by mistake made myself a portion of porridge that Shrek would have been proud of. I didn't want to be hungry, so I went for the full cup size when I measured it out instead of half a cup, and then felt I had to eat it all. It took me the better part of 40 minutes. No breakfast has ever lasted that long.

The crushed pineapple pieces mixed in was a nice touch though. Never had that before. Tropical porridge. Seems a bit of an insult to its Scottish heritage though. However, I forgot to add the yoghurt, which made it a bit blander than it could have been. So I have some yoghurt for a pudding sometime this week.

Lunch was beans on toast.

Solid, know where you are with it. No surprises. But two pieces of toast. Large ones. I was stuffed. Tropical Porridge rides again.

Dinner....pasta with tomato sauce and coleslaw

Fry up an onion (straight from the garden and I cunningly chose one that had divided itself into twins), add half the passata, small handful of oats, some basil, rosemary, marjoram and oregano (from around the garden) handful of spinach towards the end (while nursing nettle stings as the plant had self-seeded in a nettle patch), then chuck on 150g cooked pasta.

Eat.

Now I'm really stuffed.

I'm going to have to adjust my portion sizes if I'm going to make it to day 5.

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Overall, I had enough to eat today but my headache lasted all day and I was terribly slow at doing everything. No caffeine and sugar meant I got a glimpse of the real me...and it was sloth-like.